Ron will be joining the Lord soon.
The doctors have said he only has about 5 days left. He became very ill over the weekend and declined very quickly.
I know I will see him again, and I know that he will be at peace.
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Thursday, February 8, 2007
Christmas
Well there hasn't been much to write about lately, Ron is feeling very good through his radiation and chemo.
I thought I would write about our Christmas. Well we didn't really have one...so to speak. On December 23rd was when Ron was flown by air ambulance here and when we left home to come here. We didn't know how long we would be here, I did bring a couple of gifts for Michaela and Ron to open on Christmas, but everything else was left behind.
Christmas Eve was spend at the hospital (well I did have to get some clothes to wear...that was the fun part). But no Christmas Eve service, no opening new jammies, no reading the Christmas story...just leaving Ron at the hospital and going to my MIL's place.
Christmas morning we got up and went to see Ron, we brought the presents to open...we did that in the lobby of the hospital as Ron wanted to get out of his room. People who seen Michaela would ask if Santa came, we'd told her that Santa came to our house in Terrace and left her present there because it was too big to come here...she was fine with that and would explain that to everyone. Ron's parents came and brought some snacks and we just sat in the TV room and visited with each other. Ron's mom and I went to the cafeteria for a $3.00 turkey dinner (and it tasted like a $3.00 turkey dinner). Ron felt okay, but he was still pretty sick...I hated leaving him again. That night I went to stay at my nieces condo...just Michaela and me...I really needed some alone time at that point. That night I was so tired, physically and mentally...this was the best gift for me.
It was tough for me, Christmas is my favourite time of the year, I love getting prepared for it...I love spending time with my family. It was hard to believe that it was even Christmas, you just go through the motions. I still had the worry of what Ron's biopsy would show, what was going to happen after it.
I know Christmas isn't about presents, food and commercial things...I know it is to celebrate the birth of our Saviour. Not sure where I was going with this post, I guess it was just how this Christmas wasn't like we had planned and I did get through it. I didn't enjoy it, but I'm pretty sure even if it were a different day I wouldn't have enjoyed it either. I would drive past houses decorated and wish that were us back home again, how nice it would have been to have our traditional Christmas...God willing that will be next year!!
I thought I would write about our Christmas. Well we didn't really have one...so to speak. On December 23rd was when Ron was flown by air ambulance here and when we left home to come here. We didn't know how long we would be here, I did bring a couple of gifts for Michaela and Ron to open on Christmas, but everything else was left behind.
Christmas Eve was spend at the hospital (well I did have to get some clothes to wear...that was the fun part). But no Christmas Eve service, no opening new jammies, no reading the Christmas story...just leaving Ron at the hospital and going to my MIL's place.
Christmas morning we got up and went to see Ron, we brought the presents to open...we did that in the lobby of the hospital as Ron wanted to get out of his room. People who seen Michaela would ask if Santa came, we'd told her that Santa came to our house in Terrace and left her present there because it was too big to come here...she was fine with that and would explain that to everyone. Ron's parents came and brought some snacks and we just sat in the TV room and visited with each other. Ron's mom and I went to the cafeteria for a $3.00 turkey dinner (and it tasted like a $3.00 turkey dinner). Ron felt okay, but he was still pretty sick...I hated leaving him again. That night I went to stay at my nieces condo...just Michaela and me...I really needed some alone time at that point. That night I was so tired, physically and mentally...this was the best gift for me.
It was tough for me, Christmas is my favourite time of the year, I love getting prepared for it...I love spending time with my family. It was hard to believe that it was even Christmas, you just go through the motions. I still had the worry of what Ron's biopsy would show, what was going to happen after it.
I know Christmas isn't about presents, food and commercial things...I know it is to celebrate the birth of our Saviour. Not sure where I was going with this post, I guess it was just how this Christmas wasn't like we had planned and I did get through it. I didn't enjoy it, but I'm pretty sure even if it were a different day I wouldn't have enjoyed it either. I would drive past houses decorated and wish that were us back home again, how nice it would have been to have our traditional Christmas...God willing that will be next year!!
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